Storm was looking for a den. Preferably one near the water. One much like her old family's den. Her other children had been born there. She knew what to look for.

-Skips hours ahead-

Finally, after hours of searching, she had found one. And it just fit the description. She sat down, going in circles three times, and sat. She looked around. Where was Cello? Dieu! ¿dónde está? Es mas aburrido y solitario aquí! She muttered in a mix of Spanish and French. She wanted her man here and now! He needed to be because she was sure those pups were gonna be here soon and she was starving! As hungry as hungry gets!

Addressed: No one specificallyMentioned: CelloFootnotes: French Words: Dieu!-Means god-